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I am dressed warmly. Very warmly. Still, okay. So I turned the heat up a bit. Still freezing. So I turned it up some more. Nope, still freezing. It isn't the house, it's me. I'll make coffee. Have been doing tea every other day. Coffee, a fatted one, today. I love the fatted coffee days, I must admit. But... it's... not for every day, for now.
I have meat I could cook, salad makings in the crisper, fresh. Lots of things. Other snack type meals. But, for now, just coffee. Though, soon, cabbage and beef, with a root vegetable. Hmm, yeah. I do love the meals I have learned to make. And they do help me warm, a bit, for a while.
I'm telling you, death is a cold thing. Feeling this cold is of some concern, if death were a concern. For me, it isn't death that is the worry, it's the cold. It hurts. I'm hoping fatted coffee will help, and maybe a tea later, too. Plus steamed cabbage. Though I may be crashing before long. The cold makes me so sleepy! Ugh.
Just... saying. Later. Or much later.
Well, the Viking "hell" was a place of cold and darkness. The cold goes bone deep.
ReplyDeleteWell, that... wasn't really hell. It's where almost everyone, save those who died in battle, or giving birth, went. Bet you didn't know that Valhalla was also for women who died giving birth? Someone has to serve the heroes? In the ways heroes wish to be served, and as maidens love to serve? Aye.
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